Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 689

On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

mind to her big brother’s

troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating. You absolutely must give them a

stoic, but his expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes. It was

gaze seemed to convey a message without words as he nodded in

haste, Gwendolyn retrieved a worn-out fairy tale book from the bedside table.

his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her

of Harrick Villa, an aura of warmth and harmony

heartwarming and tender as Gwendolyn was surrounded by her little treasures,

lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies. They were

Gwendolyn finished narrating the story, the main bedroom was filled with soft and regular

the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two little children had surrendered to

their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating on Cedrick’s

she whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she

was made well aware of the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the

saw this as an opportunity to spread some juicy

were extremely insulting and went far beyond just causing a little

moment Cedrick caught wind of the situation, he swiftly contained the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal between Jenson Group and

Group incurred

Jessamyn’s father, Ignatius Cloud, sternly reprimanded his drowsy daughter, “Why in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business world. He’s like a ruthless and decisive Grim Reaper.

was utterly confused upon

When was this? How could I possibly offend him when

was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold back from scolding

innocent with me! This morning, the vice CEO of Jenson Group, Nico Jenson, personally informed me about the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding back his anger. When I asked him why, he

genuinely had no clue where the problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met

calm down as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We

“Okay.”

her wits, Jessamyn got out of bed, stepped onto the carpet, and, with a pat on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done

an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably

to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I

exchanged puzzled looks, trying

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